This was my favorite Matchbox car. You can see the wear on it from the battles it used to dominate with the other inferior Matchboxes.
What is significant about this kick ass Matchbox car is that when I received it as a Christmas present one year I cried. I don't remember what the big gift I wanted was, but I know it wasn't the loop to loop Matchbox set I received. I remember thanking my parents then quietly going off to my room to cry about the gift I didn't receive. What a dick kid I was.
For the second night in a row the blog has been replaced with "reasons I hate myself".
1 comment:
You will feel better once you have your buffalo chicken wrap sandwich today, Bill.
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